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He’s totally obsessed with Fallyn.
I don’t think there’s anything he wouldn’t do for her.
That kind of all-consuming love makes my heart happy. It only confirms that walking away from Axel was the right decision. I can’t imagine him watching me with that kind of love brimming in his eyes.
Because, at the end of the day, that’s what I want.
Someone who’d be willing to move heaven and earth for me.
Someone who can’t imagine their life without me by their side.
And I want the same.
Once the girls are done congratulating Fallyn, I pop to my feet. I’m thrilled for her.
All right…maybe I’m a little jealous.
But only in the best way.
“Congrats, girl! I can’t wait to hear all the details. Make sure you post lots of pics of the big day.”
“Well…that’s the thing,” she says. “We were kind of hoping everyone would come with us. It’s winter break and there isn’t a hockey game this weekend, so it’s the perfect time to do it. Then we can all celebrate together.”
Excitement bursts from around the table as everyone agrees to check out flights and hotels.
Stella’s gaze fastens onto mine. “You’ll come with us, right?”
I squirm as everyone turns my way. “Oh, I’d just thought it was for?—”
Fallyn shakes her head. “No, we want all our friends there, and that’s exactly what you’ve become, Britt. It would mean a lot to me if you came with us to help celebrate.”
Colby nudges my shoulder. “Yeah, you gotta come. It wouldn’t be the same without you.”
I chew my lower lip as indecision spirals through me.
Of course I’d love to see Fallyn and Wolf tie the knot. Their story is like a fairytale. Or maybe more like Romeo and Juliet. Except with a happy ending.
I’m just not sure it’s a good idea to get so wrapped up in their lives when I’m not being honest about my own. When it comes down to it, I’m lying to them about who I really am.
Colby slants a look my way. “So, what’s it going to be, firecracker? You coming to Vegas or not?”
8
COLBY
After shoving my duffle bag in the overhead bin, I drop down beside Britt in the aisle seat. “Fancy meeting you here.”
She gives me a bit of side eye, looking none too happy by my presence. “Please tell me we’re not sitting next to each other for the duration of this flight.
The widening of my smile is response enough.
“I want to see your ticket,” she grumbles, holding out her hand. “There’s no way in hell we got seated next to each other by chance.”
I show her the boarding pass on my phone to prove my innocence. What I won’t mention are the strings I pulled to arrange it.
“Damn. Talk about shitty luck.”
“What I think you meant to say is that you’re thrilled by this turn of events.”
Her lips and brows flatten. “Nope. Pretty sure I meant what I said.”
“How disappointing. I’d thought we moved past all this and were now the best of friends.” I stow my backpack beneath the seat in front of me before fumbling with the latch on the seatbelt.
She turns her head just enough to skewer me with a look. “I hate to be the one to break this to you, but we weren’t meant to be besties.”
Unable to help myself, I lean closer and whisper, “Never say never, Britt. It’ll get you in trouble every single time.”
Our gazes stay locked in a silent battle of wills.
It’s only when the flight attendant walks by that the connection is severed.
“Ma’am, you need to fasten your belt in preparation for takeoff.”
Britt glances at him before flashing a smile. Even though the expression is in no way meant for me, it still hits me like a freight train. I need to figure out what it is about this girl that has me so fixated.
Until I do that, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to move on.
Fifteen minutes later and the plane is in line and waiting for the green light from control tower to taxi down the runway. I double and then triple check my belt, making sure it’s secured before pulling out a stick of gum and popping it into my mouth.
I nudge Britt and offer one.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” she asks while flipping through a magazine.
She’s cool as a cucumber, as if she flies all the time and this is nothing new.
It only makes me want to poke around in her past and find out more.
“Yeah, that your ears will be popping in a few minutes. I’m trying to help with that.”
She stares at the silver-wrapped stick for a handful of silent seconds before finally reaching out and taking it. “Thanks.”
“No problemo.” I lean back in my seat and screw my eyelids tightly shut. My hands settle on the armrests on either side of the seat before my fingers curl into the cool metal.
